The Incurable and the irish

Hello again

Jack's POV

"So what is it you want?" I questioned the man in the hood as I leant on the fountain with him. "Haven't recognised my voice yet?" He asked in a sarcastic tone. I raised my eyebrows in confusion and shook my head. He turned his head towards me "Hmm... Maybe this will jog your memory" He said pulling out a necklace from under his shirt. It was a green and black guitar pick, the exact same one I gave Reece. "You have the same necklace I gave a friend of mine" I said glancing at it. He huffed. "How about this" He pulled up his sleeve to reveal the long scar on his right elbow from the time he burnt himself on the Hob". "Nasty incident with the cat?". He chuckled to himself. "Fine, this should make things easier". He reached for the black hood covering his face and pulled it down. His face made my heart drop and multiple memories flashed in my mind. The brown hair, the brown eyes, the scar across his left eyebrow. All those features are ones I could spot a mile off. Those features belonged to Reece and he wasn't dead.

Reece's POV:

"Oh my fucking god" jack exclaimed then basically pouncing on me. He wrapped his arms around me as did I. "Your... Your meant to be dead" he stuttered letting go of me. "That's what I thought... It's a long story" I said smirking. "I got time" he replied. I explained everything from the beginning to the end whilst we sat strolled through the dimly lit park. "Wow..." Jack replied. "I know, seems very conincidental doesn't it?" I questioned him. "Just a bit" he chuckled. There's one detail I purposely left out... I didn't tell him about the second reason I came her and for his safety I don't plan on doing so just yet. I hope they haven't found me yet...

"Wanna come back to my place and see what you think?" I asked him. "Sure" he smiled and we headed off. "So what have you been doing while I've been gone?" I questioned him. "Well I had to break the news to everyone about your death which was very hard but Wishu was here with me which made things a bit easier but she had to move back home and we didn't want to go through the trauma of a long distance relationship." He explained in a monotone voice. "I'm sorry, I wanted to tell you sooner but I think that a dead guy interrupting a funeral could be a bit too much for everyone to handle" I said in a sarcastic tone. He nodded in agreement and gave a small chuckle. "But I'm sorry for waiting 2 years to do ally show my face" I apologised. "And I'm sorry for moving away so soon" he replied. "It's fine" I smiled. We eventually reached the gates to the house. "This is your place?" He asked. "Mmhmm" I hummed in response. I put the key inside the padlock but it had already been opened. I pushed open the gate and walked through cautiously with jack behind me looking a bit confused. My bike was still on the drive in one piece but I saw something on the floor next to it that I thought I wouldn't see again for a while.

Jack's POV:

"what the fuck is that?" I asked looking at the floor. Next to Reece's bike was a large symbol that had been painted onto the driveway. It was s a big red circle!e with an image of what appeared to be the letter A and an I going through it. "Something I never thought would follow me here" he replied. "We need to check the house, stay by me" I said as we walked toward the door. He slowly opened the front door and headed for the cabinet in the living room. He pulled out the bottom draw and before I could question what he was doing he ripped open the fake bottom to reveal a hand gun. My eyes opened widely at the sight of him welding fire arms. "Just incase" he said. "Stay in here and if I tell you to run then don't question it and just do it" he looked at me dead in the eye. I nodded in agreement and he nodded back before running back into the the hallway. I walked into the living room with my heart racing so quick i thought it would burst. I sat down on a chair and tried my best to compose myself. "Count to 5" i bounced my legs in an attempt to distract myself from the possibility of getting shot dead. As my breathing started to become more controlled and composed i heard a loud creak that made my heart drop to my stomach and back up again. I looked around the room trying to find something to defend myself with. I quietly got back up and sneaked to the boxes next to the tv in attempt to find something to defend myself with. I rummaged quietly through the boxes. I managed to find a small black pocket knife. Its not a machete but it can cut someone. I flicked the knife out and slowly sneaked to the corridor walking sideways. As i got closer to the door i held the knife up and prepared myself. I reached for the meta handle and swung the door open thrusting the door open. Instead of a masked serial killer Reece stood there giving me a confused glance. "A pocket knife?" He asked rasining an eyebrow at me. I chucked it on the sofa behind me "So whats the situation". "All clear, they must just be warning us" he said. "Come with me" he dragged me upstairs and into a room with multiple monitors and a large desk. "Look at this". He opened a page with a news article on it.

Mysterious cult strikes again

"Yorkshire is in great shock as the mysterious group known as 'the incurables' burnt their sigil into 10 major attractions around the city. The group being referred to now as an 'anarchist group' have been at large for half a year and authorities have no identification for any of the members."

"They were all over yorkshire and now they have followed me here" He mumbled holding his hands on his head and gritting his teeth. "What do we do?" I asked nervously. He placed his hands on my shoulders "We stay together, we keep close and we dont leave eachother alone for too long. They could be tracking our every move just to get me" he said staring into my eyes. "Could you maybe... s... stay with me tonight" he stuttered nervously. Nice to see he still has his soft side. "Sure, that way were together" I agreed and he nodded in response before patting my shoulder and guiding me to where i would be sleeping.

I hope we dont get killed yet...